...I am SO glad to be home. I had to miss church today (low cell precautions, no one wants to visit a church for the first time masked and unallowed to shake hands with people!) but Dave and the kids visited a lovely place recommended by our painter. DD1 has requested that she be allowed to try out their Wednesday night youth program.

I was able to make dinner and clean the kitchen; even got a few boxes unpacked and did some driving around to check out the area (safely from my car windows--grin). It's been a full day for three days post-chemo and I'm TIRED.

I'm also deliberately avoiding the last part of lesson planning for next week--always my least favorite part of homeschooling. It's times like these when something totally scheduled and pre-packaged really looks appealing--it's not really, but today it looks almost as good as that whole Sears appliance sale (no interest for one year, free delivery--just say NO, Heather!).

And I was just telling Laurie TODAY that she could gobsmack me if I whined about doing my job, because that's all I really wanted to do. Good thing she's gracious.

Good thing He is gracious every time I fall short--and I do so often.

Thank you Lord for being HOME today, lesson plans wanting and all.